housing a mouse. kinda

Rome, june: the 11th... 07.21pm

Due to the recent brutal loss of my piranha, I decided to get another living thing in my room. The tank's been taken out (thanx thanx you guys) and now I am the proud owner of a white russian hamster, which I believe to be a little retarded. Indeed. I got it today, but they had run out of cages, so I brought him home and he's currently living in my pink Victoria's Secret box. I picked him out of maybe 40 other hamsters on a pile. He was alone, sleeping in the mealbox, white as the box itself, totally atisocial and sleepy. That was my hamster. I named him Pali Chan, and he eats Guinea Pig's food. (they had run out of hamster's food -no, I don't live in third world, it's just that summer is not a major pet selling time of the year-). Well HI, I guess if I have made it throught this week I am probably capable of making it trought most of the things that have yet to come. So cheer-up! Yeah, I better tell myself that. Meanwhile, I'm in the process of totally turning to buddhism, I found out I've always been into that psychologically and I didn't even know.
Ps: This white little hairy thing tried committing suicide twice today. Is that normal? Must be the huge deep pink walls surrounding him, poor thing, I really hope it's a female.

out of inspiration

Rome, june: the 5th. the 5th.. 09.59pm

My boyfriend just dumped me so I guess I'll be off for awhile. I can barely type on here. An ode to those that manage to believe love is something real.
I, myself, think I'm quitting it for ever.

No. 2 in G m., Op.8, RV315

Rome, june: the 5th. already? 12.25pm

I know I shouldn't say this out loud; but I have a desperate crush on whoever plays the violin every morning in my yard down here, out of the window. (desperately searches to an english word to the italian "dirimpettaio") Everymorning I wake up to some solos; today is Vivaldi's Summer, I believe it's the third act. one I personally adore. *Meow* Yesterday my girl friend and I went to bury the piranha at the public park. Actually, since I had forgotten to bring along the shovel, we opted for a lake burial. We bound him to a stone and throw him in along with a Pali prayer. Yes, ladies and gentlemen, I am totally insane. The tank is now empty and silent and I have to start taking out the water and bring it to the cellar. Not me of course, I need at least four big boned & nicely shaped boys to lift that one and move those 300 kg down the stairs. I'm tired of seeying dying fish. No special news for the week; I haven't read the message from God yet. I will. I'm kind of scared but I will. *sarcasm goes here*. Let's put up some competition to that violinist, maybe he will notice me.

lux perpetua luceat eis

Rome, june: the 4th. :( 12.18pm

My piranha Achille was found dead this morning by me. I think I'm burying him at the park along with any other animal I've lost in the past years. No, it's not legal but I never felt like just throwing them in the garbage like they were trash. The soundtrack of this video is a Pali chanted by monk; I made it a few time ago and I'm dedicating this to Achille. Please don't laugh, I'm very upset.


Buddham Saranam Gacchâmi Dhammam
Saranam Gacchâmi Sangham
Saranam Gacchâmi Dutiyampi Buddham
Saranam Gacchâmi Dutiyampi Dhammam
Saranam Gacchâmi Dutiyampi Buddham
Saranam Gacchâmi Dutiyampi Dhammam
Saranam Gacchâmi Dutiyampi Sangham
Saranam Gacchâmi Tatiyampi Sangham
Saranam Gacchâmi...
Iti pi so Bhagavâ-
Araham Sammâ-sambuddho Vijjâ-
carana sam panno Sugato Lokavidû Anuttarro
Purisa-damma-sârathi Satthâ deva-manussâ
Sambuddho..
Bhagavâti Svâkkhato Bhagavatâ Dhammo Sanditthiko Akâliko
Ehi-passiko Opanâyiko Paccattam veditabbo
viññuhiti Supati-panno
Bhagavato sâvaka sangho Ujupati-panno
Bhagavato sâvaka sangho
Ñâya-patipanno
Bhagavato sâvaka sangho
Sâmici-patipanno...

god loved the veil thing

Rome, june: the 3rd. Ew. 07.35pm

Hi. Has anyone here ever heard of Thomas Hobbes? I did, sort of. Apparently God just decided to inform me I have to read about T. Hobbes, cause I was studying on a bench at uni and a 30 pages pamphlet concerning T. Hobbes' Geometrical Reason dropped from the sky and fell right in front of me. I swear. I don't really believe in God, or at least the regular God. But I believe there's got to be a reason if Thomas Hobbes fell right in front of me while no one was watching. Like... you're about to graduate in philosophy and you haven't read this yet. You idiot!.. Looks extremely boring, though. Oh well. Anyway. I have to learn the names of several brain nuerotrasmitters for an exam and I can barely remember what a neurotrasmitter is. I kind of like studying the brain but I can't stand psychology, for real. Ewww. Today I was on the bus and I saw a group of tibetans holding hands in circle in front of a five star hotel at Esedra Square. I felt so miserable I was on the bus cause I really wanted to get to them and shave my head and convert and move to Tibet and protest against China... or just have taken a picture of them cause they were cute.
I'm getting back to my books now, I'll tell you about the truth of the universe God sent to me today in the form of a flying Hobbes later.

a young state after all

Rome, june: the 2nd. I-Italy. 11.51am

Festivities. Ewww. I hate it. Everything's just like normal except university and bookstores are closed. My piranha is dying, I have no idea of what may have happened to him. He's having a hard time breathing. So so sad. My mother's been away for no more than 24 hours and the house started looking like a paleolitical cave already. Where's the maid? She was supposed to be here three hours ago; my brother and I were really convinced she'd get here today when we left everything post-lunch and dinner out there in the air. Eww. Does anyone want to do the dishes? He'd be highly honoured with a slice of my birthday cake. My retarded neighbour is playing his trash music again. Shall I go out and see the dancing airplanes? Will there be any, since it's all cloudy? I can pretty much hear them, between a "small word" and the other. Seriously, this thing is addicting.
I can't believe I started waking up at ten in the morning everyday. What is next? Marriage and kids?? Ewwww.

BIRTHDAY GIRL SINGING

Rome, june: the 1st it's all gone!! 12.34pm

The shortmovie is done. Amen to Jesus and all of the rest of his crowd. The soundrack is now sticked to my head and won't go away. It's been in there for the past four days and it's driving me nuts. Since the short movie is 10 minutes long, I opted for a 10 minutes long song as soundtrack from the band Sigur Ros. I am never ever going to lissen to them again. I swear. I even tried to turn to Lorelai Gilmore's suggestion to replace the song you have in your head with Disney's Smallworld, but I only got things worse cause now I sing both songs all day long. Help me.
So yesterday was my 24th birthday and I had a great time with friends and with Dean. Very very meowish. There's this huge strawberries cake in the fridge, nodoby touched it yet, cause I didn't have the time to celebrate with family and now my mother left cause she has been hospitalized for some weight issues I didn't ask about. God blesses cakes. Have a nice rest of this rainy day.

the vertex of a globe

Rome, may: the 30th. pre-b-day! 01.50pm

No Globalization! Yeah, totally. Globalizaion's all over my place, like, globally. Right under my window, just now. Well, one of the side effects of having a house in this area is the police. Everywhere. I'm kind of scared cause they'll be going this way; the street was closed and there's this insane silence all around -suspiciously turns the lights off and wears huge shades- it's war time, everybody! How about me joining them? I mean, how ridicolously cool would that be? Me in the middle of molotovs. Ahah. Wait, I actually am VERY anti-glibal, yeah, I totally am. I'm all about home made food and clothers; especially food. With chinatown slowly getting throught te WHOLE city, how about we throw a few eggs to those money-reciclating-empty-chinese-goods-stores? Yeah, eggs. How about a few tomatos as well, just make it a little more italian...? FUCK Globalization, yeah ya. Fuck... oh wait, BigMac...wait... frappuccinos... all right, who cares. Fuck!

forvige all but laters

Rome, may: the 29th. exaaams! 11.24am

Post-producting! Yep! We're trying to stick the parts of the short movie together. Actually, I am, since the boy I worked with had to be here one hour ago and still hasn't shown up. Shame on collaborators! I've been on the computer all day yesterday cause we have to finish this thing before may 31st (my birthy-day!) Thank-god it's a 10 minutes short movie. I can't stand it anymore and I am not even through the first two minutes. Yestarday night I had the slowest-capable of-getting-me-drunk strawberry caipiroska of my life. Oh but it did it. Like slow effect unplanned alchool. Then my friend and I had a couple whipped cream bignet, (actually, I had a couple, he had none), and we bought something like 6 scratch off lottery tickets and we scratched them all off singing at the bar, but we didn't win much. No, I don't usually do that, but it matched the whipped cream bignet perfectly. The guy I told you about just texted me he isn't coming. Oh. Really? Wow. Thanks for telling me. I kind of had it figured out by now. I realize it's hard to get up as early as 9.30 in the mrning, but hey, I DID IT, you can do that to.
*yawns and falls over table*

back and blessed by god

Rome, may: the 27th. exaaams! 08.00pm

Meow. I'm back from Tuscany. I had a splendid time with Dean. YUP. Today I went to a very popoular church (Santa Maria Maggiore) cause the basements were extraordinarily open; first: they wouldn't let me in on my camisole (!) so I had to wear some funny white veil they gave to in-decent turists on my shoulders. Like God didn't create the shoulders. I mean, you can sodomize a child and all you get is you are transferred to another city but you can't look at my shoulders, nay, way no... oh well, guess I am too zexy for churches... I know I know. So... what? Second: The basement was cool. and I mean really cool, mostly humid, actually. At one point I even started to appreciate the redemption-veil I was wearing because it was all so hella frozy. There were remains of a roman house with paintings and graffitis made by romans. Nicey nicey stuff. It must have been so cool, going around errands in sanctuaries where not only shoulder-free vests were appreciated, but actual greek and roman priestess were dressed up in nothing but light see-through vests. How about Costantine never got that hit on his head? How about Jesus was just kept aside like any blatant bare-footed psycho? How about him just being the mad nuts every roman thought he was until some jew decided he had to be cruxified? Can you imagine a Jesus-free Italy? I do. I do believe in fairies, I do, I do.
Today I am dedicating this song to Dean, and that's about all I have to say for today. Meeow.

off to the beach, bitches!

Rome, may: the 23th. exaaams. 11.41am

Hello. I'm going to be so busy today and I didn't want to leave without saying bye bye to you guys so here I am! Put away your painkilles and guns, here I am! I'm off for the sea thing with my boy tomorrow, I believe. I mean, we should, right? Yeah, probably. I'll be back on the 26th, hopefully looking a little less pale and devastated by sleep. See? I'm awake...at this time of the day. I think it's a virus. I'll be shooting both from 12pm and from 6.30pm and I'm going to go shopping for my birthday with dad in between the two cause he won't be here on my birthday at the end of next week.
What am I going to get? Dresses, Shoes, all that extremely useful stuff girls desperately feel like they need to own. My birthday is on may the 31st, in case you really feel like you wanna make me happy! ..Like the picture above? I took it, it's my breakfast, I went with a friend. Jealous? Jealous? I know you are!

ON ME BEING A NOBEL PRIZE

Rome, may: the 22th. exaaams. 07.53pm

Some people take weekends off from their blogs, I take weekdays off. Off... off my ass! We're working on a short movie and all of my energies are totally helplessly gone by 2pm. Believe I wake up at 9 today. That hurted big time. This was probably the longest day of my life. And believe what? I liked it! Me! God, it's the ageing thing again, I know. I even have to act on this movie cause we were definitively out of handy-actors by the time we were casting. Ewww. I hate to act. It has to be ultimated by may 31st (my birthday! yayee!) and we'll be done shooting tomorrow. Hopefully. I managed to fix my sidebar termometre so I don't have anything to blame anymore for the ridicolous amount of heat we have outdoors this days. June has been the hottest month of the year for the past four years, while previous winner august seems to be mostly rainy and windy. The government really should move work summer break from august to june, it'd be an amazing step for the human kind. I could be myself the one who started it. Yeah; I could be given the Nobel Prize for Biggest Work-Reliever or Ultimate National Empaty Ambassador. And during the ceremony I'd be dressed up in pink and yellow and bow to the crowd under a sea of applauses. Yeah. That would definitively work. The genious that I am... it surprises me everyday. Oh well... If only I had a job to summer-break from. Yeah. What a smart intuition that would be. What? Should I do it for the all of you workers? Ahahahah,
No.

PARTY SUGAR OVERDOSE

Rome, may: the 19th. exaaams. 07.10pm

Have I kept a low profile recently? It's because of the cakes! I know! I had three different cakes (and I mean not three diffrent slices of cakes... I mean three diffrent cakes!) yesterday at my brother's birthday and now my endorphine are going all the way down. And I feel so depressed! I was invited to Tuscany in the next days and I'll probably go... I need some bathing suit time. There's room for someone else and I'm trying to figure out who I might bring along with me. I wish it'd be Dean but he lives by the sea in another area so I don't think he'd take a vacation from the sea to go to the sea. Awww. I guess I'll give it a try. I spent the morning shooting a few scenes for a short movie... and I've been eating no stop ever since! Must be the lack of Meow. Right now all I want is cookies and cream and strawberries and chocolate and cake anything but my psychology book. Please take it away from me... Take it away... Take it away!!!
PS:
Today I'm dedicating Christian Bale's Remixed blatant complain on the set of Terminator 4 to the boy that worked with me on set today. If you do not totally agree with me... you WILL, eventually. Newbies. Tsk.

MY FiRST MORNING BLOG!

Rome, may: the 17th. help. 11.18am

Why am I awake at 11.18? Because it's sunday morning, of course! I only woke up early on sunday mornings... no matter how long for I have been sleeping. Actually, an angel wake me up, literally. I have a ridicolous amount of pictures stuck to my wall, and one of them fell on my face this morning. A marble angel I took out of FMR. Hello, yesterday night I went around looking for some room in the crowd of a free open museum. Nobody joined me! You guys suck! I ended up lissening to Tchaikovski at Palazzo Barberini... Meeeow. That was amazing, I had no idea they had this HUGE cieling with paintings... it was big! And the acustic was BIG... It was perfect, the line wasn't too long, I knew there wouldn't be too much of a crowd because the Barberini Palace is not as popoular as other museums, I really loved it... they played Souvenir de Florence op.70 for strings. Meow, it was all perfect until the TWO GAY GUYS came along to sit beside me. Now, I love gays, I've been lissening to some of the dirty details of the sex like of a few gays for YEARS, but those two.... they just couldn't stop talking, really... they kept asking how long there was left still, they were chatting no stop. Who does that at a classical concert? Man, I believe I even gave them the ice-stare, which I believe to be quite harassing, since people tell me I look angry even when I'm thinking about rainbows and cupcakes... what was I saying? Well, I was so tempted to cut off their tongues and stick them up their butts, those nasty chatters, I'm sure there's plenty of room in there!... Ewww. Did I just really say that?
PS: I took the picture up there. I even got yelled at! TSK. It was flashless! That was only the pre-flash light, sir, I swear!

PSYCH OF A DTS s-round

Rome, may: the 16th. help. 04.37pm

You realize you're ageing when an extraordinarily-open saturday night museum tour excites you more than a paaarty night. Indeed. Rome will keep the doors of her multiple museums wide open for the night, and I'm going! Yesterday I saw State of Play at the movies, minute I was in I realized it was going to be a rude fight-against-sleep couple hours. And it was. Believe Brad Pitt had to have the leading role, no worders why he didn't. Anyway. If you had to choose between State of Play and Angels & Demons (we had to see that last one but it was full) ... go for 17 Again! Ahah. There's some ridiculously warm wind today, I can barely keep the windows open cause it's very strong and it keeps shutting the doors closed. Poor me. Anyway. I'm gonna spend my afternoon at a caffetteria trying to learn something about psychology. Eww. Actually the students web system is not working for me today. Will I be able to give the exam? It's up to God, since their database just decided my password is now unvalid, even tho I've had used it for the past five years. I miss it when there were just horses and telegraph and opium was free. Wait, I wasn't born yet. I bought a dvd, (yes, there's still someone who spends money to buy movies), it's called The Descent. I saw it once and it scared the hell out of me cause I am very claustrophobic. Worthy worthy, just found out it's in DTS as well, can't wait for it to get in my home theatre. Meeeow. It takes me sooo little to be all happy and stuff. What a great human being I am, riiiight?

zac EFRON at 20 degrees

Rome, may: the 15th. ewww!!! 12.28pm

Yesterday my younger cousin (where younger doesn't stand for young since she's almost 21) brought me to the movies to see the movie 17 Again. Ok, do NOT start trowing pillows at me... it was actually a good movie! I was totally skeptical when we got there but it was damn funny. Zac Efron is not only a hottie pussy, he's a great actor, too. Meow! If you guys wanna go to the movies and have no idea -or have a younger cousin- then go to see it. Hi. I now own full knowledge of some evidence here: my VISTA SIDEBAR TERMOMETRE is totally fucked up. It's been telling me that there's 20 degrees outside...since febraury. It must have gone crazy! Sad indeed, I used to love it, it would tell me what to wear or not to wear. Do you know what is worse than getting out of the house wearing the wrong clothing? Waking up in the car with a couple cops staring at you with a hand on their guns. Jesus! WTF! It only happens in my block. Dean and I had fallen asleep in the car just in the middle of the street -mmh can you blame them?- after he took me back home. And we woke up to those two ugly faces. Ewww. There's a lot of police in my block... like, a lot. They're always driving around in circles all around the area. Someone once placed a bomb at a corner... I believe it was the residents trying to eliminate some of the cops.

war for territory

Rome, may: the 14th. ewww!!! 1.00pm

Hello there. I'm really having a hard time getting to figure out WHAT THE HELL is wrong with the entropy in my room. It seems like it gets more messed up everyday... and I am not even there! I think it's the cat. The cleaning lady is away for a week and this place is getting scary... like really. There's a pile of clothes that really should not be on a chair...and another pile on the floor. The piles are getting higher everyday and I ain't touching them! Aaah! It's the talibans! ...See: the problem is that I have no closet. I have a HUGE 250litres piranha tank beside my bed but not a f^cking closet! I am supposed to do a massive cleaning and paint the walls in my room and take out all the nasty stuff I've had since I was five... but I can't, since there's no way I can have both a 250litres tank and a closet. So I took a decision, and I'm now supposed to take out the tank. *SIGHS*. Well... and I can't! Because there's a piranha in it! ...Does anybody want a piranha called Achilles who's very sweet and calm, and VERY BIG? I should sell him as a weapon, actually, since when he gets really angry he is capable of eating en entire human finger on a single bite. Ladies and gentlemen, please, take him out of here. I LOVE him to death, but for the little space that is now left in the room, it's now me or him.

share family with gange

Rome, may: the 12th. DOH!!! 08.35pm

Dean just stated by phone text that he's coming to pick me up at ten and then we'll "go drinking". ..WHO? Dean, my boyfriend. I realize I should really just choose a nick name for him and stick up with it. Deal, I'll go by Dean. When we started dating he sort of riminded me of Dean from Gilmore Girls so... Well, goodevening! I spent my entire day on books and I thought I deserved a piece of cake. SO there it is, still on the bed. (My room is small so ANYTHING I have gets on the bed sooner or later). I just had dinner and my mother told me we adopted an indian little girl... You know, one of those mail things that I believe are lead by international mafia. Alriight, I have one hour and 30 to go. WTH should I wear? Friends don't seem to help when you question them about appropriated outfit. They just go "put on something that will easily come off"... At least, that's the only response I got so far. I'm kind of late on my schedule, (no, 1hour30 is not MUCH time to shower and get dressed up) I think I'll leave you with some music. An evergreen, probably. Laterz!

wrong way, nasty tree

Rome, may: the 11th. DOH!!! 08.30pm

I'm so tired of sneezing. Seriously. I'm slowly turning myself into some sort of walking-joke. Today I was a the bar and started sneezing. Like, 8 times in a row. The girl that was making my take-away coffee asks me if I am fine. I really hate that, I hate to sneeze, especially when I'm on a bus, cause I know exacly at what point of the run I am going to start sneezing, and the people around you just stare at you in disgust cause -of course- you have no napkins with you. The pollen is EVERYWHERE, and I can't take any meds for that. Be merciful, dear trees, and do not do that on me, please... do it on your own species females. PLEASE.
So; my b/f should be coming back from Spain today. He's been to Spain three times in the last 5 months. (which is pretty much when we started dating). I'm starting to believe he might have a wife and a son over there.
Well I started studying again, but its' so hard to concentrate on stuff like Kritik der reinen Vernunft while you're trying to keep your nostrils free, like, every 6 seconds. Seriously. Now let me get back to positivity. I just found out that Travis Fimmel (my number one life-crush) has a brand new set of pictures of him sitting on the toilet. I mean... *meow* ...Where the hell did they get out of? Wait, they're telling me it's a movie called The Beast, or a tv show? No idea. Well... I mean, how hot is that? I never wanted to be a toilet seat in my life; but I may start just today.

good girl in dreams, too

Rome, may: the 10th. what??? 01.33pm

Hi. I think I just had the weirdest dream ever. Must have been the silly movie I watched yesterday. I didn't really watch it since the audio was off, let's just say I looked at the screen because there was Kevin Zegers on it. Yeah. And I dreamt of Kevin Zegers, and I believe of Emile Hirsch; and there was my b/f and one of my kind-of-an-exes as well. It WAS a strange dream, I'm not sure I remember it decently but there was this motorbyke that belonged to Emile, than one of them, I believe it was still Emlie calls me to ask to make a web research on fashion spring collections cause he had to make a gift. -yeah. like a am the nerd you can call and find with her lap 24/7. I lived in this both HUGE and SMALL house with a garden. The kind-of-an-ex part was the worst cause I clearily remember telling Kev Zeg the words "I'm sorry. I've been wasting so much time on that guy that I really think I should give it a try." Turning out Kevin Zeg? that's the brain disfunction, I know, it's coming back and forth. WTF? I need to stop watching silent movies at 4 in the morning. HELP ME. Seirously, help me, I ain't no mentally safe, I could harm people, I mean, turning out Kevin Zegers fr some sort of prick... Like, really. It's a crime against humanity as a whole!..... Let's get back to reality; I wake up kinda disappointed cause I have no more pretty faces to look at.I have to shoot a few missing scenes of my movie at 3 in the afternoon; both of my actors are TOTALLY going to be late, I know them well. Wait. What movie? Long story short; I'm shooting a movie, I need it to go to NY and get accepted. For real, witches.
I wanna have breakfast, yeah, brunch, maybe. I mean, wait, I turned out some dreamy dream sex fr no apparent reason. I mean, nooo, Sorry, I can't do this...I still have that Kevin Zegers thing in my head, I need to call a good exorcist, like, right now...like help me... help meeee!

it's a bass fight, bitch!

Rome, may: the 9th. ahhhhhhh 11.50

There's definitively a new neighbour. Whom I hate. Yeah: I just woke up, he's lissening to some sort of weak heavy metal; he probably doesn't know how mean people around my block can be...They scream a lot if they don't like what they hear. The music is so high, coming right into my window.. he just can't do that... I wanna punch him in the face. Like, right now. Like, really hard. At least close your fucking window. I mean, I used to do that too when I was 16 and had a crush on Steven Tyler... But him, he doesn't even get to the end of songs; he interrupts them first! That should be illegal. Ewww. I hate him!
Well: when I was in New York and stayied at Sheridan Sqare for a couple weeks, it seemed like I lived in the subway; really... You would wake up in a frenetic mess and hear every single word from the street. Believe I was like on floor five! I absolytely LOVED that! I used to wake up to "fucks! and "shits!" everyday. *Meow*... it was simply wonderful! But this is diffrent.

I'm trying hard to figure out what ridicolously uncool type of wanna/be punk/metal band I am lissening to, (passively, of course), uhm, wait: how about I put on something for HIM, (the deaf bastard) to hear? Yeah, like BRUTAL PLANET from ALice Cooper... I'm totally doing that: tsk. Idiot. He just moved in... this is MY YARD, MY HOUSE, MY MUSICAL TERRITORY. Get that, get that, silly freshman.

ME, HIM & the silk NaPKIN

Rome, may: the 8th. ahhhhhhh 08.06pm

*Meowness and butterflies all around* Hi! It's been a while. I'm sorry. My life is SOOO CAHOTIC. (untrue. I actually have a lot of free time in my hands. I guess I was just lazy). Well, I had lunch at the Ghetto with my MEOWEN and then we went to the park. This guy surprises me everyday. Today after we had lunch and went to this public garden he sat, laid on the grass beside me and took one of the restaurant's table napkins out of his pants. Yah, his boxers, -I swear-. So I went like "What the hell?" and he goes "yeah. I needed it to do this" and he starts to try cleaning a spot on his shirt. And I thought I was crazy. Yesterday I was at university (mostly a park with lazy people hangin around) and there was a turtle out of the fountain. She looked really bad and I thought she had an inner wound or an emorragy, but since she was an acquatic turtle I decided to put her back inside the fountain, thinking that maybe she'd do better. I was with a friend; after like 15 minutes she was trying to get out again, and my friend goes "maybe she wants to die". In the end I decided to move her to a dry area in the fountain. We called her Gugu-Chile.
Today I woke up way too early after going to bed way to late. I watched Sweetney Todd with a girl friend yesterday night. It was kind of traumatic. Too much blood & too little Johnny Depp.